I haven’t left my apartment for a week. It would probably be a week and a day if I hadn’t run out of food last night. Once I started dipping into my emergency supply of Ramen Noodles, I knew it was time for me to rejoin the world of the living.

It’s not that I’ve been anti-social. Sure there are days when I’m like, “Fark the world!” But I didn’t have any of those days this week. I actually wanted to be outside enjoying the good weather. Unfortunately, I’ve been working to earn some extra money for a toy I want to buy. Oh and for rent and stuff.

I restarted this blog with good intentions. Really, I did. I planned to post a story every week and write articles of such philosophical deliciousness that your brain would get fat from consuming all the heavy facts and symbolic richness that are my thoughts. I was going to put my butt in the chair and churn out content like 10,000 monkeys pounding on typewriters. Except I’m human. And I use a computer. And the random letters I typed would form real words that may or may not make sense when put together.

But the economy stubbornly refuses to improve. Feel free to thank our government representatives for that. Since I’m a self-employed freelance writer, I have to focus on doing the writing that pays the bills which leaves very little time for my personal stuff. I wouldn’t have to do this if people didn’t insist on getting money from me.

I’m a big fan of Failbook (a website that posts funny fails on social media sites). I was reading it today to perk myself up and came across this little gem…

You are not alone dude. Some days I feel the exact same way. [Via CuteOverload]

Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one. – Callahan, The Dead Pool

When we judge or criticize another person, it says nothing about that person; it merely says something about our own need to be critical. – Unknown

As a person who has been playing around on the internet for awhile now, I can safely say that it is a pretty hostile place. There is a thing called “Keyboard Courage” that emboldens people to say things to others online that they would never say in person.

Personally, I think it’s because the person never has to suffer the consequences of their words. Although there are stories of people who have hunted down internet antagonizers in a quest to do them bodily harm, the vast majority of people who act like asshats never have to come face to face with the person they are talking shit to or about.

If you are the person who is being insulted, ridiculed, yelled at, or generally subjected to some of the nastiness found online, it can be very upsetting. I think this is partly because we expect people to behave in a civilized manner online and we are shocked when confronted with the reality that the internet is nothing more than a zoo populated by hairless monkeys hunched over their keyboards slinging digital poo at each other. I certainly was surprised the first time an internet asshat slung a virtual turd in my face.